A quiet moment after the last song fades allows a faint hum and whirr to heard in the large tavern space, possibly drifting through an air vent up near the ceiling. The wombat nudges open a side door on that side of the tavern to reveal a coat closet full of overcoats and boots but with a door visible in the back wall. Mudcat Recovery Ward is printed on an index card and held in place on the door with yellowed tape. The sound is louder now, yet still muffled.

A strangely conformed bird dog appears from nowhere (it snuck in behind Rapparee and has listened quietly all month). The dog snuffles and scratches at the Recovery Ward door until the latch releases. Now the tavern customers can hear the clear sonorous tones of Art Thieme holding court. The captive audience members in the Ward groan in their beds, and it isn't certain if they are in pain or reacting to the puns.